Showing posts with label relationships. Show all posts
Showing posts with label relationships. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Word

I think I've met my match when it comes to word games, like Scrabble and Upwords. Yes, you guessed it...it's my new main squeeze! I was expecting to smash him, since he's more of the mathematical type of person. But he's beaten me almost every single time! And I work in publishing! I'm supposed to win, heh. Guess not, since he's beaten me by like 100 points (just one time, though). It's still fun, though, because I've never dated anyone who loved playing word games like I do. Yes, I, who am uber-competitive, do not mind losing to this guy. Hmmm...

You...Play Golf? No Way!!

I almost fell off my chair the other day when my boyfriend told me two of his bandmates were golf addicts. They do NOT look like your typical golfer...although, what does a typical golfer look like? I have no idea, really. Anyway, he mentioned he plays every now and then, which also surprised me. So who knows? Maybe I'll be buying him Titleist golf balls for his birthday or something. He's the first guy I've ever dated who's even touched a golf club...putters notwithstanding. So, we played an X-box version of golf, and you know what? I had fun! So, I'm thinking that maybe, just maybe...I might try it. Now, knowing my history with sports involving hitting a ball with a racket or bat, I'm not sure how well it'll go. But I'll never know if I don't give it a shot. :)

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Listen to the Music

So tomorrow night, I'm going up to Dayton to see my boyfriend's band called The Smoky Basement Project, which is his original band. He's also in a cover band called In Ten Cities, which played a huge St. Patrick's Day show last Saturday. There's a third band he's trying to get into, which is local. What can I say? The boy loves being a musician. And I have to say that I really enjoy dating a musician, mainly because I love music so much. I never have had the opportunity to date one, so this is a first for me. But it's really inspiring to me to see him and his band mates up on stage playing their hearts out. He's not the front-man, but the bass guitar player...and he's really good, in my humble opinion. His bandmates are excellent, too. Together, they form a really tight band. And I'm getting to work on another hobby of mine...photography. Taking pictures of them is hard, but I'm getting better at it. If I get good enough...maybe I'll use that tax refund to buy a digital SLR camera! Heh.

Happiness at Last?

Well...I'm dating a new guy, and it's going great. Actually, it's better than it's ever been with any guy. I think he could (just maybe) be the guy I end up with. He's smart, funny, sweet, talented (industrial designer and a musician), cute, easy-going...I could go on, but I won't...because he has something I can't describe that makes me like him the more I get to know him. We play Scrabble and have a great time. We go to see his former band mates on St. Patrick's Day, and we have a blast. We sit and watch The Riches, and just enjoy being around each other. Perhaps it's the honeymoon period, but I don't think so. What's so amazing is...I think he likes me for me. And I like him for him. What more could I ask for? :)

Friday, February 09, 2007

Ex Boyfriends

Not sure why, but I had this sudden urge to see what an ex-boyfriend of mine was up to. He moved out to California to be a rocket scientist (yes, a rocket scientist...for real) back in 2001, ending our rather doomed relationship. So, I Googled his name and came up with links to a bunch of scientific papers, and even a Google video of an interview with him on his "novel view of space and time."

But what I also found was a website with a short bio, and some pictures of him in various social venues, one of which was in Las Vegas. Not sure if it was one of those Las Vegas luxury condos, or a resort, or whatever...but it looks like he hasn't changed. He was drinking beer with his buddies, looking like he didn't have a care in the world. Have to say, I'm jealous of his lifestyle. He lives on Redondo Beach in what looks like a very nice apartment (I saw some photo albums of his birthday parties...it's amazing what you can find without looking too hard).

I have no desire whatsoever to get back together with him. He is, to make an understatement, a jackass and a jerk. He's a lot of fun, but my relationship with him made me feel like I could never be good enough for him...and no one does that to me for very long. But, it was fun to see that he hasn't changed...and that he's not married (no big surprise there, heh).